. mister three hundred pounds and every bit of it fat, wouldn’t get married until he was thirty five, so he had a lot to say.Grace did manage to fin... a blind pig and married just after Beauty School.The only sibling in my family who actually made a name for herself was Marianne ... the youngest ... She always said, “Well ... I could see where you all went wrong.”“Grace ... I wasn’t hiding in my closet. I was dressing.”I have no idea how women think ... there isn’t a lick of sense in a single. Choot ko phaila ke uski gandh mere sharir me utejna bhar rahi thi phir me choot ki kiss kiya phir hatho se phela kar use chatne laga. Voh siskari mar rahi. Thi. Aaa assssshhs aaahhhss ssshaaaa aaaahsshhsss ahhhh hh hssaaaa aaahh uski choot bahut choti thi mere pure muhame agai mene use pura hila ke rakh diya uske chut ka pani ka swad bahut acha tha me sara pani chatne laga ,tabhi usne mujhe ghumne ko kaha me ghuma uski or mere per hogaye usne meri jeans ko utara or u.w.utara ,mera land jo ki. I try to remove her panties and my hand hooks in her waistband. She gets it, lifts a little, and i removes her silky panties.I move slowly down to her sweet wet pussy. I give a light kiss on her pussy lips. Which is already pouring juice. She flinches. I smell her pussy, it smells so fucking awesome, i run my tongue it. I lick her lips and starts sucking it hard. I take her drenched pussy lips in my mouth and sucks it like i am giving French kiss to her pussy. I lick, and suck, and lick, and. Eat, I did.Lifeguard 2:As Mom pushed my cum from her anus into my mouth, she, obviously, released my cock. As I slurped and sucked the torrent of cum hitting my face, lips, tongue and was swallowing (it really wasn’t that bad of a taste, like salty butter) as fast as I could, my cock erupted with pee creating a fountain which hit my mother in the chest.Mom started laughing at the sheer absurdity of the scene and of the mess we were making.I just kept swallowing.It took us quite a while to clean.